Frothy Clouds
Along the winding skyline, a parade
Of bird-tails on flight with puffed caress
Like giant pearls woven by moonshine’s braids
A hammock of foams swerving on crowned dress
To pass unto hillsides so wholly blessed
And fluid my breath I marvel the view
Reflecting peace, clouds transparent drift
Oh,wonder of shifting faces imbue
Such tranquil gait that cruises and uplifts
Lightening my woe as hushed froths pour mist.
Clouds Contest of Barbara Gorelick
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2013
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